(feat. Lil Wayne)



Act like they did something 

Ain't never did shit for me 



[Lloyd:] 

Make way for the rookie of the year 

Bout duck-duck-goose off Pimp Juice and Belvedere 

See I'm pouring out my liquor for my niggas that ain't here 

And any day-to-day shedding tattoo tears 

But I'm cool cause Weezy F's with me 

Young Money clique Murder Inc family 

Raised in the A and I'm born uptown 

Cross Martin Luther King 

Callio gon' lay it down 

Yeah nigga act up whussup 

Tell my nigga Tad he better rough them 

Your girl open wide like them doors on my trucks 

And my niggas bustin' niggas like they don't give a fuck 



[Lil Wayne:] 

They got the God in the buildin' J.R. 

Park all of my car in the buildin' no superstar 

Nigga I'm harder than the buildin' 

The Carter the buildin' 

Give quarters to pilgrims; Thanksgiving 

I ain't giving no slack, bitch I'm black 

And the President ain't never been that 

Shit I'm ridin' with Lloyd 

He lookin' for a freak-azoid 

I'm like 'Hey, hook a nigga up with Ashanti' 

I make her cook a chicken up and all my guns she hold 'em she blow my dice 'fore I roll 'em 

Daddy need some new shoes, the Caddy need some new shoes 

I'm thinkin' bout them 2-2's them 26's too cool I do those 

I'm too cold shit I spit frostbite 

Nigga I'm too raw I spit off-white 

I get off white at 8AM I get off it by 8PM it's been a hard night 

It's a hard knock life my lil nigga J still double-up twice 

My lil nigga Marl still livin' on the block 

With a nigga that he beefin' with but he still eatin' shit pleasantly 

It's whatever B, we ain't on no scary shit 

You goin' down I'm obliged on some Mary shit 

I get bread like the Dairy bitch 

I chop you up like the Deli bitch 

I'm at the supermarket 

I'm on isle 17 that's Hollygrove 

Apple & Eagle street tell 'em holla, hoe 

I put the sizzurp down then I swallow mo' 

I take a hit of the dutch...